Kita terlahir jadi rencana-rencana paling indah, mahasempurna
di cawan kenangan atau ruang-ruang mimpi
namun hidup penuh lipatan jalan yang tak bisa diperbesar di peta
dan kisah kita menemukan jalan paling tak biasa
mungkin serupa tapi tak sama
Kita tumbuh dalam rencana-rencana paling indah, mahasempurna
mampukah ingatan membedakan mimpi dan kenyataan
karena yang nyata tak akan pernah sempurna
dan mungkin, kita gagal mengukur takaran paling tak biasa
dari kegagalan dan rasa pahit di dada
Kita selamanya adalah rencana-rencana paling indah, mahasempurna
meski langit terus terbelah dan lautan garam tersuling dari mata
rahasia manusia ada di dalam hatinya yang terus
mengobati luka-lukanya sendiri, menarik udara ke dada,
memahami begitulah cara Tuhan bekerja atas kehidupan
bertahan kita dalam setiap sapuan kebimbangan
jalan yang tak pernah terlihat ujungnya
kelahiran di bumi tak pernah abadi, dan setiap perjalanan
adalah jalan kebahagiaan yang harus dilukis
dengan menyisihkan segala luka
MOST PERFECT
We are born to be the most beautiful plans, the most perfect
in a cup of memories or chambers of dream
but life is full of folding roads unzoomable on map
and our story found the most unusual path
similar but may not be the same
We grow through the most beautiful plans , the most perfect
can memory distinguish between dream and reality?
because the real one will never be perfect
and probably, we fail to count the most unusual measure
from every failure and a bitter heart
We are forever the most beautiful plans, the most perfect
though the sky are torn asunder and seas of salt are distilled from the eyes
a man’s clandestine is in his heart whom perpetually
treating his own wounds, drawing the air into his lung,
fathoming that’s how God works upon this life
we survived in every sweep of indecision
through the road with unseen end
every birth on the earth is never eternal, and every journey
is the path of happiness that must be painted
by setting aside every suffering
©Poetry Prairie, 2022
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